Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad
If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at
Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.
My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars
Got me thinking you 2 chains
I know what it takes
Got 2 vest and 2 techs with extra clips on me
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
In jail every 2 weeks/
Everything ain't what it seems
A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge
You dudes 2 weak 2 speak learn sign language
Pockets probably like fried food
Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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